Tuesday, 15 July 1862

Fine till 12. Cloudy & some rain.

Rose at 7. ―

Worked ― but not well ―at one of the 5 remaining Corfu paintings ― weary & cloudy=hearted.

No one came all day. Wrote some Homer, but found it difficult to bear up against heavy depression. Thank God! ― I do not suffer as I used to do ― that disease (― τεσσαραntαπεντεχρόνιος νόσος)[1] being as much better, & the brain so much more generally employed. ― Yet, the loss of Ann at these times is a fearful black blank.

At 6.40. walked out & left a note on Lady Farquhar to say I could not dine there on Friday. Then paid Bickers’ bill, & got home by 8 ― just escaping rain, going & coming, ― for as usual it poured at 6.30.


[1] Forty-five-year disease (NB).

[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]


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